facetime - seonghyeon x reader
-- geeking ,, trouble ,, fake
It was the usual chaos of an MCountdown morning.
Managers shouted over half-zipped unorganised bags, stylists chasing idols down hallways with powder puffs, and somewhere down the corridor, was LNGSHOT taking photos.
"Bro, take my good angles. Don't give me shit photos," Woojin grumbled.
"I let you change my position 5 times because you "didn't feel an aura" there!" Louis whined, the tall maknae slowly slumping against the wall to the floor.
"Get YN here!" - "She's still getting ready!"
The air smelled like hairspray, coffee, and sleep deprivation.
To make things worse, Jay Park himself had reposted the infamous middle finger photo the night before with three laughing emojis and absolutely no explanation.
“Why are people acting like we committed tax fraud?” Ohyul muttered, scrolling through the quotes.
“Because you all look mean,” I hummed, sat in the makeup chair as the hairstylist finished up.
“It was an artistic expression,” Ryul defended from the couch without looking up.
"Why did PDnim even repost that again...? He wants trouble."
The backstage hall outside the MCountdown waiting rooms had turned into pure controlled panic - staff speedwalking with cue sheets, idols doing last-minute stretches against walls, makeup artists fixing hair that looked perfectly fine already.
Meanwhile, LNGSHOT was trying - and failing - to keep themselves still.
“I’m literally right here.”
“You disappeared three times already.”
I stood silently beside Ohyul as I let the staff help put my mic on.
“Cortis standby after LNGSHOT.”
“Lock in guys,” Someone warned.
“No promises,” Another muttered.
A few laughs broke out, but I barely heard them.
Because now in that cramped backstage area. Cortis had just turned the corner and was now directly behind.
"Hey, it's your fan-" I nudged Woojin's side as he yelped, earning snickers from Ryul and Louis.
At first it was just movement — dark stage outfits, staff surrounding them, familiar faces passing quickly through the crowded hallway.
Just for a second - yet in that second, he managed to crack a small smile at me as we were ushered up.
"Goodjob guys," Ohyul said through breaths as he patted our backs while we went down. Passing by the boy group from earlier, I glanced at Seonghyeon as he clapped softly, the same sweet smile on his face.
"Ugh..I'm losing it.." I mumbled softly to myself, shaking my head.
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